_I have a little calf,_
_(The kind that eats the hay)_
_It gets its ate_
_La tete a tete_
_Through the milky way._
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Every right-minded woman is cheered by the thought of having pretty
undies on—even if nobody sees them.
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_In the battle-scarred words of the cave-man: “I want my wine weak and
my women strong.”_
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